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Without a written standing order, every meal becomes a negotiation, and I am the one who loses every time.

Fasting is a tool, not a law. The point is dependence, not deprivation. What that means for a body that can’t skip food, and why the discipline was never about the food.

Most writing about disabled life focuses on what’s hard. This is what two days where things actually worked looked like for me.

AI isn’t a writing assistant for me. It’s infrastructure. It’s the difference between thoughts trapped in my head and thoughts that become articles, code, advocacy, and community. And watermarking that can’t tell the difference between replacement and enablement threatens all of it.

NukeFire is a post-apocalyptic MUD with screen reader profiles, GPS navigation, and a crafting system that stores your materials between sessions. It’s the most accessible MUD I’ve played since Erion, and it does several things Erion doesn’t.

I was valedictorian at the Texas School for the Blind with the highest test scores in my grade and four scholarships. Two weeks before graduation, I had to go home. They stripped everything. I got my diploma in the mail.

The gap between what I know I’m capable of and what my brain will let me do. About executive dysfunction, initiation, and the feeling that your own mind is working against you.

Christian ministries for the chronically ill keep building events and platforms that exclude the very people they exist to serve. Live-only conferences, video-based content, paywalled recordings, and inaccessible websites aren’t just oversights. They’re choices.

Most MUDs are technically accessible because they’re text-based, but Erion is the only one I can actually play. Here’s what it does that every other MUD gets wrong.

Fatigue from chronic illness doesn’t respond to rest. I picture it as a wave coming toward me. Caffeine, music, a splash of water on my face are my surfboard. Sometimes they hold. Sometimes the wave flings me off anyway.

I spent thirty years believing I hated writing. The problem was never writing. It was the barrier between my thoughts and the finished words, and the mom who saw that before I did.

The ultimate goal is an organization for multiply disabled people. But most of us were taught we can’t contribute before we ever got the chance to try. The school rebuilds what the systems took.